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This place was meant to be safe for people like us, a place without danger where we could rest while our claims to asylum were processed.

The security guards meant to protect us treated us like dirt.﻿ My sister and I , as well as other people, were abused by them multiple times.

Instead, it was a place of violence, anger, and sadness, worse than at home.

That was barely half of it. There was also inadequate healthcare, inadequate education, and a lot of suicide. Others were understandably depressed, and some children had to watch security guards rape their mothers. This supposed safe haven was a living hell.

Me and my sister were stuck in that horrid place for years.

...and years.

...and years.

But then...﻿

We had been both been granted 5 year safe haven Visas. We would live in Australia.

Best of all, we could leave Nauru, hopefully forever.

We were already imagining what life in Australia would be like.

﻿Of course, I'd always remember and hate what happened to me at Nauru...

...but I would be safe in Australia. Safe to move on, safe to think of my future, safe to do anything I want, and I am eternally grateful for that.